My mother always said "Never put more in your mouth than you can chew". Hmm, there exceptions to that rule but this Blog is PG rated. Since Dusan went home I have purposely tried to keep myself busy so as to not have time to sit and stew in my own thoughts and miss him too much. At least being depressed is good for the waistline. I have really lost my appetite and my want to be very social. For the past 6 months I have literally had to be at work in the city for 7AM nearly every Monday & Tuesday which just about wears you out for the rest of the week. The rest of the time I am working in Windsor which means hitting the M25 by 7AM and my weekends I purposely cram full to keep myself busy. This has left me with a Birthday Party, 3 days in Ibiza, 3 days at Gaydar Days at Alton Towers and more work to fit in all before the final countdown of 15 days till I go to Zagreb and see Dusan. Thank heavens flights now cost less than a meal out in London. That either makes flights exceedingly cheap or makes London restaurants exceedingly expensive. Probably a matter of both.
Had hoped to speak to Dusan last night but he was at his sisters and I needed to be in bed by 1030. Have a 6 hour dental appointment today. Hmmm. I'm not nervous this time and could be leaving with a new smile. What exactly is going to take 6 hours I dont know? But its all cosmetic. I dont know any other dentist that does Botox and certainly am frown free now. Tomorrow I have my only day off and have Gill's birthday party and will catch up with my friends there, Lisa & Emily and of course Gill. Then Saturday is me time. I can do as much or as little as I like. Right now the prospect of staying in bed ALL DAY seems very appealing. What would you do?
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